Chapter 2 Letters
"Or maybe Duke Ducalet's." Alice clasped her hands, and her cold voice revealed her inner disdain. She has talent, but her skills in dealing with politicians need to be improved, or at least not as skillful as her brother's.
Kevin looked at his sister, the little genius who graduated from the Imperial Royal Mage Academy, smiled, and then shifted his gaze to the letter in his hand, browsing, thinking, and his golden eyebrows gradually wrinkled slightly on his handsome face.
Alice waited quietly for the lord's reaction. The Earl of Northland is her biological brother, but she insists that her so-called secretary should look like a secretary in front of her superiors.
In the same way, a paladin who lacks self-consciousness should also look like a paladin, like "it may be more pleasing to your boss by replacing the lord with an elder brother......
Is this what a paladin should say? Does this conform to the solemn and strict etiquette of the holy warriors? Not to mention a high-ranking inquisitor with considerable prestige within the empire? You are an example to the clergy!
The god of magic, Majik, is on top...... Well, for him it should be the god of justice, Gaztesga.
God knows how the Holy Avenger recognized him.
Besides, I am no longer a child, and the national law stipulates that women are sixteen years old and adults!
If it weren't for the care and concern for you, who would have eaten too much and kept you reminded of this?
Still little Alice? Hum...... Frivolous.
The little girl pouted slightly, probably not realizing it herself, and couldn't help but keep a straight face.
Kevin observed her with a little bit of afterglow, and couldn't help but snicker at the corners of his mouth hidden behind the letter, and then took a moment to read all the contents of the letter, and raised his eyes to look at his sister again...... Oh no, woman...... Phew, remove the female prefix as well.
"Secretary...... Miss? β
The young Northland Earl pouted.
Yes, I accidentally added the young lady.
When I was a child, my hair habits couldn't be changed. Kevin was in fact the second son of Sir Stoon Sr., and for two years between the ages of fifteen and sixteen he even had a rebellious time running away from home, and with the more or less adventurous ideals of the little nobles, he went alone to a town in the Holm region to find a local mercenary group and get involved.
He has undergone good combat training in his father's castle since he was a child, and was originally trained by his father as the future military chief of the eldest son's heir, so he has a solid basic skills and small-scale team battle command ability, and his mind is much smarter than that of children of the same age.
Thanks to his upbringing and his own talents, he quickly stood out in those two years, becoming one of the most powerful soldiers in the mercenary group, and at the age of fifteen, he heard the call of the righteous god in a chance sleep.
CastaΓ±o's gods generally have only one goal for their summons to the main physical plane - to select the elect, or to recruit religious guards who believe in themselves, known as paladins.
After that dream, the rebellious child suddenly realized that he had a very clear sense of mission for goodness and order, so he said goodbye to his mercenary friends, rode to the nearest church at that time, and embarked on the path of righteousness under the baptism of an old priest.
Next, the prodigal son turns back and embarks on a journey back to his homeland. The script of the story seems to have been written, but the bad news of the father and brother came at the same time, and it is said that the two died in a conspiracy assassination, and the perpetrator is missing, and the clues point to another earl within the empire.
The ambitious Earl, with his evil nature, is both a political enemy of Sir Stoon Sr. and a well-hidden researcher of the dark arts, trying to take over the city of Armor through political assassination and falsified claims in order to achieve some sinister goal that no one knows.
The price of growing up catalyzed the maturity of the prodigal son, and the rebellious child took over the title of father, found his sister who survived the conspiracy, and ascended to the throne while continuing to practice the justice of the paladin.
It's easy for outsiders to underestimate a child's abilities. He was seventeen years old that year, shouldering the responsibility of defending the frontiers of the empire and dealing with the challenges of political opponents, but the end result was dumbfounded by all the nobles who stood by and watched, and no one could have imagined that the second son of Sir Stoun Sturne would far surpass his brother and father, and not only successfully defuse the secret persecution of political opponents, but also in turn use the power of the church to find evidence of the latter's secret research on black magic, and send him to the imperial court and then the guillotine.
His prestige has since been established, and his exploits in sanctioning evil spellcasters have led him to advance to the rank of Inquisitor as a Paladin. In the days that followed, he even accidentally retrieved the lost relic of the Church, the "Judgment of the Destroyer", during a trip to exterminate monsters and bandits, and won the recognition of the Holy Avenger the moment his fingertips touched him.
The Clergy believe that the Holy Avengers will choose the true Paladins to be their masters, just as another weapon called the "Evil Marauder" only allows the evil enough Black Guards to wield themselves, and it is rumored that Cassius, the Black Duke of Byron Tas, is an undead Black Guard chosen by that evil thing.
These experiences in the first half of Kevin's life were written about by some bards, who spoke of him as a virtuous and resourceful young lord, and praised him for his measures to govern the Earl's land...... Of course, his personality seems a little too "secular" compared to many of his fellow Paladins, and the hosts of the Tavern Story Club describe him as "close to the people".
Well, close to the people...... Yes, based on his reign since he inherited the knighthood, there is nothing inherently wrong with this reputation......
But the Earl of Northland himself knew that this was actually the habit he had developed in his mercenary career at the age of fifteen or sixteen in the past, and there were always a few things in the details that could not be changed by saying that they could be changed, although they were not bad......
Kevin sat behind his desk and looked at his sister, and little Alice really raised the beautiful golden willow eyebrows in her eye sockets a little -
"It is most likely that this letter was written to me by the Duke of Ducatlet, in the name of His Majesty." Sensing that the situation was "not good", the young paladin count hurriedly brought the topic back to business, although he had intended to get down to business.
If he hadn't had a normal mind, he might have wondered if his sister would be a mechanical person born in the "Mechanical Realm", the ultimate orderly plane that was opposed to the "Chaos Sea".
The little girl's brows furrowed, and when she heard her brother's words, she lamely back for a while, but this time she was only worried about her brother's situation in the political situation.
She understands that those cunning politicians are foxes who have become sperm.
"In his letter the Duke of Ducalet addressed me, Count of the Northlands, his greetings, as if not very happily suggesting that I ought to put aside my personal prejudices and take care to protect his precious son, Viscount Pierdigau, on the expedition which had been two months earlier, though it had been my ...... It has nothing to do with me. Kevin held the letter in one hand, chewed his mouth, glanced at his sister, and rested his arm on the table with his tilted head, "And, His Excellency the Old Duke invited me to his birthday party at the end of the year. β
"At the end of the year? Now is the moon of flower dawn, can you use it so urgently? Alice sniffed out something that wasn't simple.
"The invitation is obvious, but the purpose may be to win me on his thief ship, that is, the so-called sideline." Kevin shrugged, crumpled the finished letter, and threw it at the fireplace on one side of the room.
He memorized the contents of the letter and destroyed the secret letter, lest a lurker with ulterior motives steal it and use it as a means of accusing him of some kind of conspiracy.
After a few years of secret fighting and mediation with the old foxes, he is quite good at Game of Thrones, even if he doesn't like it at all.
As for what he had just said, His Majesty the Emperor was just a childish child, and the sudden death of the previous Emperor a few years ago had exposed the problem of his young heirs, and the struggle for the position of regent was now the subject of a game between the princes of the Empire.
The nobles were privately divided into factions, and the Duke of Ducatlet, who was currently the current regent of the imperial power, tried to further expand his influence in the circle of courtiers.
Kevin hates taking sides, but reality doesn't allow him to blindly avoid them, and the trouble he will encounter will always come to you.
He was going to think about it carefully and make a final plan. The game between the nobles was not normally a game of fish and death, and he probably didn't have to worry about being assassinated in the Duke's territory, and when the fight did come, it should be the hypothetical assassin who feared for his own safety.
After thinking about it for a while, the young paladin lord rolled his eyes, and then remembered something: "That's right, Alice. β
"What do you command?" Alice replied respectfully. When Kevin calls her by her job title or name, the little girl isn't really that rigid.
Kevin looked at his sister again, pursed his lips, and asked, "Is there any news of Urs and Thea?" Since the fall of the Expeditionary Force, we have sent scouts to investigate their possible whereabouts. β
"Not at all." Alice shook her head regretfully, "The scouts have tried their best to investigate and search, but the whereabouts of Knight of Urs and Priest Thea are still missing, at least completely missing in the Empire......"
"Yes...... Kevin tilted his head and looked at the ceiling above him, "so let's leave it at that...... You go down first, there are some things I want to be quiet and think about alone. β
"As you wish."
Alice put her hand on her shoulder, bowed slightly, and then turned and retreated from the Earl's office, her sleek ponytail disappearing into the corner of the corridor outside the door.
Kevin leaned back in his chair quietly, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.
Urs and Thea...... He sincerely admired the fortitude of the former and the kindness of the latter, and was reluctant to believe that the knight and the priest who had been selected and promoted by his own hands and the priest who had discovered his talent had died in this way.
This made him blame himself for a while after learning about the collapse of the Imperial army.
In that hellish expedition, he should have thought that Viscount Pierdigau would mess everything up and avoid his own subordinates getting involved.
If the two of them were still alive, where would they be now?
The Earl of Northland couldn't help but think, or comfort himself.
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